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Lifa: Sit!
ರೃ Lucinda: I’d rather not.
Lifa: But the king of this castle commands it.
ರೃ Lucinda: You'd be the princess. I'll take no orders from you.
Lifa puffs a cheek. You take advantage and sneak inside, leaving Felicia to guard the door.
Lifa: Then what are you going to do, just stand there and watch me eat? Is that your thing?
Patchwing: I don’t have eyes.
Lifa: Huh? Why do you suddenly want eyes?
Patching: I don’t want eyes because even I can see that Lucinda is not at home in your graveyard. CAW
Lifa looks at Lucinda. Lucinda looks away.
Lifa: It grows on you. Trust me! But, I won’t push you.
Lifa stands and claps her hands, and when she claps her hands five skeletons pick up the chairs and the table, bend its legs inwards, and take it aside. Judging by the size of the room, you think that Lifa throws lonely, secret skeleton raves in here, with old-fashioned music. It's a very even, very wide square of bones.
ರೃ Lucinda: Those are the skeletons of humans.
Lifa: Yes, they are. But don’t worry.
Yeah, that’s easy.
Lifa: I had to cut some corners but now I really am like a necromancer, aren’t I?
Patchwing: If you say so.
You wonder just how many people have called Lifa ‘necromancer’ over the years for her to just run with it. We all end up playing a part that others give us.
Lifa: Let’s do it, then.
ರೃ Lucinda: Do what?
Lifa: What else?
She winks.
Lifa: Welcome your mammoth to the digital era.
